This is how writers say "Fuck you"
I was talking to Brian and he said I'd been "a bit cocky lately" and we paused.. I think he was grinning, and I was playing with the bottom of my scarf.. I didn't really know what to say or how to explain what I've been feeling, regarding worth. So I ignored him and bought an accordian, a cigar and began a new live journal. Then, this one ended. I said "I don't want anyone close to me anymore.I'm sick of you reading my thoughts and me reading your shopping lists. I can't stand you for not calling. I can't stand you for cheating. I can't stand you for leaving me."
Goodbye for now.
I'm not ms_cocoabutter anymore. I don't live in a purple bed. I lost my house and my parents. I'm a French sleaze and I see you all as flies in the back alley where I smoke my cigarettes. Je vous deteste, fuckers. Allors, je parle 'adieu'..
I've changed my name so often.
Goodbye for now.
I'm not ms_cocoabutter anymore. I don't live in a purple bed. I lost my house and my parents. I'm a French sleaze and I see you all as flies in the back alley where I smoke my cigarettes. Je vous deteste, fuckers. Allors, je parle 'adieu'..
I've changed my name so often.